Lyrics:
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
they dreams
Gangsta don't sleep 'less his gun's by the bed
Ever wonder why the bread get snatched by the feds?
[Junior Reid]
I want dem to know seh
Let's do it
[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
masy pro lidi nepochopené
Rozkroky u kolene padajou ti gatě ogare
Špinavé kluby nám bylo ukradené
Hlavně když ti hrajou to tvoje oblíbené
My smradi tací
Chorus (2x):
If she ain't a gangsta bitch
Then I don't want her don't want her
And if she ain't a gangsta bitch
Then I don't need her
You can keep
the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmm, hmm
(Like that now, like this, and it don't quit, and it don't stop)
Nine in my hand, ounce in my crotch
Diggin'
the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmm, hmm
(Like that now, like this, and it don't quit, and it don't stop)
Nine in my hand, ounce in my crotch
Diggin'
Dis a no puppy love business
Me a talk bout
Gangsta love gangsta love
Gyal dem neva love mi fi no vanity
When I talk bout double up double up
See
the hell what we know if you ain't know round here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown round here
The gangsta's rep they hood, by the zone
gon' have a million followers by the winter time
After that she'll be somebody that I used to know
I had to let her go, you know?
Had a Xan hoe
She
betta do your home work
Cause the nigga Ant Banks
Is known for doin' dirt
"So any hoes want to swing that ass:
you can bring that ass
and get nuts by
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap
my thang
Since I left ain't too much changed, still
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them
Hva vil de ha mayne? Mer gangsta shit
Hva kan jeg gi dem? Mer gangsta shit
You can tell by the way that he walks
By the way that he talks this mayne
Boy no matter what (Boy no matter what)
one thing is a fact (one thing is a fact)
i got your backkkkkkkkkk
Gangsta girl mi love mi gangsta guy kinda
life gon' drive me crazy
Been gettin' high lately
Wonderin' when the Lord, gon' take me
Where the fuck my gangsta's at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Smooth gangsta, ah
Smooth banga, ah ah
Smooth gangsta, ah
Smooth banga, ah ah
Smooth gangsta, ah
Smooth banga, ah ah
Smooth gangsta, ah
Smooth banga,
Gangsta… Fo real tho… poppin tags … Fo real tho
I see you fake… Fo real tho…
Killed yo homie over a BITCH tho… told you that aint yo chic boi
Ion
Gangsta… Fo real tho… poppingtags … Fo real tho
I see you fake… Fo real tho…
Killed yo homie over a BITCH tho… told you that aint yo chic boi
Ion
cuanta te haga canto
Yo les aplasto, por joderle el palto
(They don't do it like we do)
(They don't do it like Tony Toca)
(We got the Gangsta
my thang
Since I left ain't too much changed, still
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them
say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You ain't a friend of mine (yeah) you ain't no kin
say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You ain't a friend of mine (yeah) you ain't no kin
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